Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 4

... which I was thankful; Ellie slept on while I showered, washed my hair, cleaned my teeth, and made my afternoon café. Ellie woke up, looked at me sitting in my lounge chair, and smiled; “Yai said to come back after my sleep, Daddy” as if it was the most important thing in her mind. “I told you and Yai I will, Ellie, a little later; would you like a sandwich and some water…ok, you lie there and wake up while Daddy makes it.” Ellie ate her ham sandwich – the light lunch I preferred her to have after Thai food for breakfast, and before Thai food for dinner; on School days, she ate cereal for breakfast, Thai food for lunch at School, and again at dinner, so once per day, somehow, I wanted her to eat `my` food. She wanted some grapes, and drank water, so I was satisfied she had, at least once today, eaten what Dad classed as healthy food. “Can I do my homework now, Daddy – and then go to Yai” she finished hopefully, and I gave up. A shake of her head when I asked if she wanted to come on the bike with me for a little while, so I agreed: “all right, Ellie, finish this, I`ll shower you, and take you to Yai; agreed” and she smiled, nodding vehemently, and equally vehemently tore her pencil-case zipper open after I had put her table and homework book ready for her. She was finished in no time, perfectly correct and beautifully coloured and I told her how proud I was we could take her book back to School on Monday 100% completed. Beaming, she stood and gave me a hug, but the main ...

... thought was still at the forefront of her mind: “can we shower now, Daddy, please” but she was astute enough to not add `and then go to Yai`, knowing I tired of this question after 3 or 4 times. I took her book and put it away in her School bag, while she packed up her pencils; I also asked her to get the cloth and wipe her table, and then I put it all away, turning to find her already stripped of her clothes again, grabbing her towel from the chair and turning on the light in my bathroom. “Oh Ellie” I groaned, but went, stripped my shorts off and hung them on the door, put her towel up on the rack, and turned the shower on while I tied up her long hair, not needing to wash it again today. “It`s cold, Daddy” and she moved away from the spray and clung to my body. I chuckled “you know that, Ellie; do you want to go up to Mum`s bathroom for the hot water?” She put her hand out and under the spray; “it`s better now, Daddy” and splashed me with drops from her hand; “ah, it is cold, Ellie – but I`ve showered already, it will be fine in a minute, just get wet, you`ll see, but I don`t need to get wet all over, thank you, young lady” and steered her shoulders under the spray. But Ellie backed off again, this time her back against my front, against my cock. In more than 3 years of showering her, once she could stand steady on her feet and didn`t want a bath anymore, my cock had never reacted to anything. But these few days had changed everything it seemed, and her body leaning against it ...